These are for you, Rorek. Momo hiding away behind Nicolai. And three other dolls whose names and owners I don’t remember.
A cute boy with a scarred nose that I thought was clever, and enchanting.
A little pink terror, trouncing the giant elf boy [love his ears!]. She had already thrown her glasses and her wig, more than once.
A very sweet PukiPuki.
Beyla is now half paid for. I handed over the cash at dinner last night. And once I got home, I took another squint at the new monthly doll after Nekokoi said he was a dragon. [With those horns, I’d thought he was a stag.] I’m right there with everybody else on the Photoshopping. Glamour is all very well and good, but I want to see what I’m buying. Or would be buying, if I were buying him, which I am not.